Doubting him

Alana was delicately wrapping a fresh bandage around Ricardo's wounded arm, her face conveying both worry and frustration. Ricardo had recently been discharged from the hospital following a tragic incident, and the doctor had strict instructions for him to rest until his right arm fully healed. However, despite this recommendation,

"Ricky, you can look at your work after you have fully recovered," Alana said with a frown. Ricardo seemed unable to tear his gaze away from his office files, infuriating Alana.

"Sweetheart, it's just one arm…not my head," Ricardo retorted with a chuckle when Alana slammed his laptop shut.

"Focus…you need to obey me," she threw him a deadly glare as she tightened the bandage, securing it in place.

"I feel special," Ricardo mumbled and cupped Alana's face. She shrugged his hand away but Ricardo managed to hold her in place.

"I'm one lucky bastard, hehehe…wifey, how about…" he added and slowly tucked her hair behind her ear seductively. He began closing in